Born with immortal seed

Chapter 231 Ancient Demon Appears
The long-browed monk held a jewel wheel in one hand and formed a flower-offering mudra with the other.

The left side of his face is smiling compassionately, radiating Buddhist light and Zen-like tranquility.

His right cheek, however, was filled with murderous intent, displaying an angry, fierce expression.

The two forces clashed intensely, but this did not prevent him from brushing aside layers of sword light with his left hand. Countless rays of Buddhist light gathered on the treasure wheel and crashed down heavily.

It was as if the world had been created anew, and the earth, water, wind, and fire had been rebuilt.

"As expected of Master Benyin, the most outstanding disciple of the Arhat who holds the alms bowl, who made a great vow to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path a hundred years ago, has begun to take shape today... The Vajra of Buddhism can also attain the path of Arhat."

Upon seeing this, Yan Yuanzai clapped his hands in admiration and showered him with praise.

Wanqi felt the space in front of him crumble inch by inch, and the sword light scattered like rootless mud and sand, returning to the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

He had intended to activate his natal flying sword and make another attempt, but then he realized that the secret technique would damage the flying sword's spirituality, and it would take at least thirty years of nurturing with dantian qi to recover.

He abandoned that move, simply holding his flying sword horizontally and pushing out the lotus seed in his hand.

As the treasure wheel crashed down, the sword light shattered and dissipated, and even when it struck Wanqi's body, the lotus seed remained motionless.

"No!"

Wanqi cried out in despair, trying to summon his two life-saving treasures, but it was too late.

From the shoulders to the torso, extending to the head and limbs, it's like a piece of broken ceramic, shattered into countless fragments, falling apart.

A True Person who had reached the peak of Core Formation died on the arena.

Blood splattered, landing on a corner of the arena, but was quickly absorbed and disappeared.

"Something's wrong!"

The Star Jade Sword was drawn from its sheath, transforming into a cluster of starlight that swirled around Yan Yuanzai, resembling a galaxy.

As a seasoned swordsman, he immediately sensed the strange atmosphere.

They had already decided to end the match with a duel in the ring, giving both sides a way out, so why did it actually turn into a life-or-death struggle?

A cultivator who has reached the Core Formation stage is the most important combat force in any sect.

He encircled Bai Zichen and Qi Yue within the starlight sword light, then looked up at the high platform.

The person who can cause trouble in front of two Nascent Soul cultivators is either a Grand True Monarch in the late Nascent Soul stage, or the problem lies with one of the two.

boom!
The arena finally couldn't withstand the fluctuations of true energy from the two combatants and was shattered. A Bodhi bead flew back to the Arhat holding the alms bowl.

Master Ge Cang was clad in five-colored glazed armor, with layers of shimmering flames, as if a celestial being had descended.

His eyes were pitch black; in his left eye was a sea of ​​thunder, and in his right eye was a towering tree. He held a wooden tower in his hand.

As the lightning dissipated, Lu Rugao was revealed in the center of the arena. Three dragon beasts had been blasted apart by the divine lightning, spitting blood and their momentum weakened.

"Brother Ge, something seems amiss..."

As soon as Yan Yuanzai finished speaking, he felt the entire Burial Immortal Valley shake, the earth cracked open, and endless demonic energy rose up.

All the thousand coffins at the entrance to the valley exploded, and wisps of ghostly energy shot into the cracks in the ground.

Click!

Two colossal hands, reaching to the heavens, emerged from the crack, burning with indigo demonic flames. Countless demonic runes covered the backs of the five fingers and hands, and just one glance was enough to succumb to their demonic influence.

Those Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Holy Lotus Sect were invaded by demonic energy, their eyes turned bloodshot, their bodies grew larger and tore through their Daoist robes, and they directly became demons.

"It can influence the environment and transform nearby cultivators into demons... It's an ancient demon!"

Yan Yuanzai abandoned his unrestrained attitude and said in utter shock.

Ancient demons refer to demons from the upper realm, which is a completely different concept from demonic cultivators in the cultivation world.

Ancient demons were all at the Void Refinement level in the Upper Realm. In this Realm, where the highest level that can be accommodated is the Nascent Soul stage, they still possessed the ultimate strength of the Nascent Soul stage in the mortal world, despite being limited by the laws of heaven and earth.

“It is probably not an exaggeration to say that a banished immortal fell here in ancient times… Perhaps a banished immortal really did fight an ancient demon and perish here, or perhaps the protagonist in the legend was this ancient demon, who was sealed here by an ancient powerful being.”

At this moment, Ge Cang Zhenren's aura was ethereal and unapproachable.

He looked up at the Valley of Burial Immortals and saw that black chains had appeared out of nowhere, sealing off the area.

"After being nearly killed and sealed for tens of thousands of years, the newly born ancient demon is at most only at the Nascent Soul level... As long as the release of the ancient demon is not the work of those two, we still have a chance to escape."

"These black chains are equivalent to a fourth-tier grand formation. Where is the opportunity?"

After being trapped in a desperate situation, Yan Yuanzai did not panic. He remained calm and serious, and starlight flew out from the Xingyao Sword in his hand and scattered into the valley.

"The emergence of an ancient demon requires immeasurable demonic energy. These black chains may have their energy drained and cannot be sustained for long."

Just as Master Ge Cang made his calm judgment, two more loud bangs rang out, and the remaining two arenas were also shattered.

Countless blood shadows flew up and merged into human form, revealing the somewhat disheveled Blood God True Man.

Fang Tiansheng transformed into a half-dragon form, his true essence and demonic power intertwined, surprisingly forming a state of balance.

The four Core Formation cultivators exchanged glances; all were experienced practitioners, and instantly formed a temporary alliance.

……

"It's you?"

At the moment when the crack appeared in the Valley of Burial Immortals and the ancient demon manifested, True Monarch Nine Lotus spoke to the Arhat holding the alms bowl.

"So you also know the inside story of this place... Amitabha, Burial Valley is not a good place, this humble monk shall depart!"

The Arhat with the alms bowl tossed his golden alms bowl into the air, covering his three disciples and the ancient-surnamed Lingnong, and soared straight into the sky.

A giant black hand slammed down, and the golden bowl passed right through it, leaving a round hole in the hand.

"not him?"

Nine Lotus True Monarch muttered to himself, while simultaneously engulfing Peng Zefeng and the remaining Holy Lotus Sect cultivators in his Daoist robe. Protected by nine green lotuses, he shattered the demonic palms that approached him.

"Now is the time! Use your skills to break out of the valley!"

As the ancient demon crawled out of the underground crack, its arms were already visible, and the black chains above its head weakened further.

A giant a hundred feet tall appeared behind Ge Cang Zhenren, wielding a thunder hammer. He slammed it down, and thunder rumbled within a ten-mile radius, with countless bolts of lightning converging in the clouds.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a pillar struck the black chain, shattering two sections.

Yan Yuanzai gripped the Xingyao Sword, and a sword talisman slowly floated down, unleashing a terrifying surge of true essence.

A force, not particularly strong but fundamentally different, surged into his arm, causing him to swing the Star Jade Sword heavily.

Despite the overwhelming power and immense force of the sword strike—a sight Bai Zichen had never witnessed before—it only produced wisps of sword light, its starlight flickering.

It landed on the black chain, instantly severing a complete chain along the break, revealing the clear sky outside.

The starlight sword light faded, and Yan Yuanzai swept the three of them out of the Burial Immortal Valley.

Turning around, he saw that the black chains had grown back halfway, and when Fang Tiansheng rushed out, one of his hands and one of his legs were entangled by the chains.

Fang Tiansheng revealed his ruthlessness, and three dragon claws grew from his right hand, which he then slashed fiercely.

One hand and one leg remained in the Burial Immortal Valley, and with a whoosh, the Golden Earth Dragon appeared from afar.

He lay on the back of the Gold-Swallowing Earth Dragon, casting grateful glances at Ge Cang Zhenren and Yan Yuanzai.

Immediately, his natal spirit beast galloped away without looking back.

"This is strange, let's leave first..."

The power of the sword talisman had not yet been exhausted. In Yan Yuanzai's hands, the Star Jade Sword could fully unleash the power of a fourth-tier flying sword. At this moment, he was not much different from a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

But considering the hasty departure of the two Nascent Soul cultivators and the ancient demon that emerged from the valley, Yan Yuanzai knew that this was not something he could easily get involved in.

"Why don't we go back to the Heavenly River Sword Sect first? With Uncle Tang here, even if there are two Nascent Soul True Monarchs in charge, this matter can be investigated thoroughly!"

"Alright, I'll have to take good care of you along the way, Brother Yan."

The giant behind Ge Cang Zhenren dissipated, and his aura plummeted, barely maintaining the appearance of someone in the early stage of Core Formation.

Considering that returning to Qingfeng Sect in this state is not safe enough, and mainly because he hasn't figured out Jiulian Zhenjun's attitude in this matter, he dares not take any risks.

With Tang Fei, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, in charge, the Heavenly River Sword Sect should be the safest place at this moment.

The four boarded the flying boat and sped off towards the Tianhe Sword Sect.

A moment later, a thin, almost transparent blood shadow flew out of the Burial Immortal Valley. The Blood God True Person was so weak that he seemed to be blown away by the mountain wind.

Just as he turned to look at the Valley of Burial Immortals, a mountain-sized demonic hand descended from the sky and grasped the Blood God True Man in its hand.

"what?"

A small, blood-red sword pierced through the demon's grasp, enveloping the unconscious Blood God True Man, and in the blink of an eye, they were already several miles away.

A blood-red light flickered as the small, crimson sword flew straight south at a speed comparable to that of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

The voice was neither male nor female, and there were no further sounds. The demonic hand dispersed, as if it had never appeared.

Only the roar of the ancient demon in the Burial Valley grew louder and louder until half of its body emerged from the ground, and a silver chain appeared in the sky above the valley.

The ancient demon kept attacking the seal, but the remaining half of its body could no longer move forward.

……

Bai Zichen never expected that his first departure from Liang would be under such circumstances.

Originally, he was just going out with Ge Cang Zhenren to observe the battles between high-level cultivators up close and broaden his horizons.

But the subsequent developments left him bewildered and unable to process what was happening.

The terrifying ancient demon that crawled out from the ground could crush a hundred of himself with a single finger, making him realize how weak he still was.

Of course, this was because he had come to a place he shouldn't have been in.

All the participants in Burial Immortal Valley were True Persons at the Perfect Core Formation stage, and some, like Yan Yuanzai, were even able to master fourth-order techniques in a short period of time.

Two other Nascent Soul cultivators were also present.

Even if you travel all over the four kingdoms of the Northern Regions, it would be difficult to encounter such a scene again.

“Junior Brother Bai, I suddenly feel that our war with the Ghost Spirit Sect is like child’s play…”

Qi Yue was greatly shocked. It was only two days after arriving at the Tianhe Sword Sect that he spoke for the first time.

"Do you think this might be a scheme orchestrated by the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs to kill Master and the other cultivators who have the potential to reach the Nascent Soul stage? If they all die, I'm afraid no new Nascent Soul True Monarchs will appear in Liang Kingdom for hundreds of years."

"It doesn't seem likely. Would the Arhat with the alms bowl sacrifice his own disciple to help the Nine Lotus True Lord?"

Bai Zichen shook his head; he had thought about many things these past few days.

Limited by his cultivation level, he might not be able to consider some profound aspects, but Qi Yue's guess was definitely untenable.

"If it's as you say, then if they had just slightly hindered us when the ancient demons were born, it would have been very difficult for us to escape from the Burial Immortal Valley."

"But the two Nascent Soul cultivators must know something and tacitly approved the birth of the ancient demon... The mystery behind this is beyond the reach of us Foundation Establishment cultivators to verify. We should ask Uncle-Master Ge Cang when he returns, rather than guessing blindly."

(End of this chapter)